Finally, the truth will be found and Obama will be kicked out of office.

If this judge allows discovery, the truth will be apparent, then we'll see where the shills reside. For now, the lack of evidence gives them cover, but when the proverbial cat leaves the bag, and their cover is gone, we'll see who stands with the NWO, and who stands with Americans.

This is a crucial moment in history, emphasized by the deafening media silence. They know the implications, the exposure, the tectonic shift in the balance of power, which will happen if they are exposed by this case and others like it.

A handful of charity telemarketers have gone to prison in the past five years, and most of them have been sentenced by one man: U.S. District Court Judge David O. Carter.
Carter, 61, is just over 6 feet tall with brown hair and blue eyes. A Marine, wounded in Vietnam, he keeps a clock in his Santa Ana chambers that plays a tinny rendition of the Marine Corps Hymn a few minutes after the hour.
Someone nicknamed him "King David" while he was an Orange County Superior Court judge, and the name stuck.
The nickname is hard to fathom at first. Carter is an informal man, polite to defendants, deferential to jurors. No one stands when he strolls into his courtroom. Carter is the first on his feet when the jury enters or leaves.
But King David treats attorneys like well-paid serfs. He routinely opens his court for business at 7:30 a.m. and threatens delay-loving lawyers with long night sessions.
Carter, who would not discuss charity telemarketing with The Register, was sharply critical of Mitch Gold when he sentenced him in July 2002. He said that because of Gold and other telemarketers, people would stop giving money to charity.
"And who suffers?" Carter asked. "It's a multitude of people. It's that future AIDS child. It's the foster home child. It's a burn victim who doesn't get transportation.
"The average American is hurt by your conduct," he told Gold. "So when you thank your family and apologize to them, apologize to America, too."